Date: Sat, 31 Jan 2009 11:32:42 -0600
From: Jamie Lee
Subject: hungryass part 2
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Otherwise, enjoy! Let me know if you like it.
from Part 1:
I told him to go put a butt plug in as soon as he cleaned out his boy-cunt,
and it had better be in when I got there tonight. I figured, if he was
already horny, I'd keep him even more horned up as the plug moved around
his pussy every time he walked for the rest of the aftn. I love doing that
to a bitch: it teaches him not to question me, it reminds him of his place
as a cunt, and it keeps him incredibly horned up, which just makes the sex
I get later on that much better!
Part 2:
Dinner was surprisingly enjoyable considering I spent half my time thinking
about the hot little bitch I was going to meet afterwards! Thank god the
other people there couldn't read my mind-that coulda been awkward LOL.
I left dinner and drove to Steamworks. The parking lot was full and a lot
of cars were parked on the street as well. I texted my bitch and told him
to come find the car I'd just pulled up in. In a couple of minutes, there
he was, strolling over with a cute beret on. He musta been about 5' 7" or
so, and he was, I gotta say, just as cute in person as in his picture.
When I saw him coming toward me, I got out of the car and locked it,
leaning against the door. He came up and sorta grinned at me. I smiled
and snapped my fingers, pointing down at the ground at my feet. This was a
smart boi-he immediately came over and knelt down at my feet, with his face
toward the ground, waiting for me to tell him what to do. He didn't seem
to mind that we were outside, which is always a good sign. I like a boi to
know that his job is to serve me, no matter when or where.
I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face into my pants, rubbing
it all over my rapidly stiffening dick. He was a good little bitch and
moaned a tad to show his appreciation. Another car pulled in the lot and
stopped with us in his headlights-guess he liked the show. After another
minute or two of this, I grabbed my little slut's chin and pulled him up.
I leaned down into him and forced his mouth open with one hand while I held
onto the back of his neck with the other one, raping his mouth with my
tongue. When I've got someone who's gonna have his mouth on my ass, I
always like to get the kissing done first. I don't really wanna taste my
ass in someone else's mouth LOL
He moaned like the little bitch he was while I was raping his mouth.
Unlike some guys who try to kiss back, this boi held his mouth open and his
tongue out of the way while I worked my way all over the inside of his
mouth. I used my free hand now to grab at his crotch, and sure enough the
little slut was hard. I grabbed his cock and rubbed it while I raped his
mouth, which just made him moan more.
I finally pulled his head back from my mouth with the hand that was still
on his neck. "You like that, you little bitch?" I asked him.
"Fuck, yeah, dude" he answered.
I squeezed his neck harder with my hand.
"Um, I mean, yes sir," he corrected.
"Good boi. Let's go in."
I let go his neck and stuck my hand down the back of his jeans, partly to
make sure he had the butt plug in and partly staking my claim on his sexy
ass. Like I said, I knew he was gonna be givin it up to other guys
tonight, but fuck, he was gonna be my bitch first, for as long as I wanted
him! I ran my hand down his pants enough to feel the plug and then kept my
hand there while we walked over to the door. A couple of other guys,
holding hands, were walking up right when we were. They looked at my hand
down my bitch's pants and one of them said "Nice..." while the other shook
his head and laughed. I just smiled and said, "Yeah, he is nice. But also
a little slut." Which got me another chuckle from both of them.
One of them said, "Visitors first"-I guess he could tell I was from the
States by my accent, and the other one held the door. I thanked them and
we went in. We got checked in pretty quickly, a room for me and a locker
for my bitch since he'd be staying there after I was through with him. The
check-in guy, a very ripped twenty-something in a tight T-shirt, with
shaggy blond hair, smiled and shook his head when he saw my hand down the
boy's pants, though he's bound to have seen that sort of thing before-and
stuff a helluva lot more blatant as well.
We grabbed our towels and were about to go in the inner door, when the guy
behind us who'd originally held the door said, "Hey, I'm Marc, and my
boyfriend is Matty. Can we hook up with you inside?" I said, "Sure. I'm
Jamie. You're welcome to my little bitch here after I get through with him.
Or we can work on him together if you want. But his ass is mine." Marc
laughed and said, "You're awfully generous for a Yank. But we'll take you
up on that. Oh, and Matty thinks you're hot as fuck." Matty blushed. Marc
continued, "He wants you to make him your pussyboi, but he's too shy to
ask." I laughed and said, "Sure, if that's OK with you." March laughed
and said, "Don't worry, I'll find something to do while you're fucking
him." We all laughed and my bitch and I went inside.
We found his locker, and he stripped and put his clothes inside. I pointed
to the floor again, and he knelt down, naked at my feet, and started
licking all over my hard cock through my pants. I told him to suck me, and
he pulled my dick out and got to work on it. Meanwhile, I pulled a black
dog collar out of my pocket and snapped it around his neck while he had my
cock in his mouth. He looked up at me when I did that, and I smiled and
shoved my dick farther in his hot, wet mouth.
Once he'd gotten me nice and wet, I started pushing a little further into
his mouth on every stroke. He adjusted the angle of his head at one point,
and on the next stroke I pushed through into his throat. This little bitch
knew how to suck, because we set up a nice rhythm quickly. I grabbed the
sides of his head with my hands and skull-fucked him, but not hard yet.
Just a nice steady, slow, in and out tempo, all the way to the pubes on the
instroke, and out until only the flared head of my cock was still in his
mouth on the outstroke. The little bitch had been taught well, because he
adjusted his breathing easily so that I punched into his throat on almost
every stroke.
In fact, he was soon doing so well, that I dropped one hand to my side and
held on to the collar with the other one, just using it to pull his head to
my pubes and hold it there longer than usual about every third or fourth
stroke. I do that because, fuck it feels good! But also to remind the
little bottom on his knees naked in front of me, that no matter how good a
cocksucker he is, I'm the one who controls things. He got the message,
because each time after I'd held my dick in his throat, he'd look up at me
when he pulled back out. It was like he was saying, "Yes, master, you're
in charge, I'm just the bitch." Of course, he was a damn good bitch LOL.